Meri Sanam Ki Yaddein

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Part Three

While they awaited lunch, Sanam explored the garden. They stopped short at some flowers. An incident suddenly came to mind seeing them.

She was in a green house she was looking for these flowers to bring them back for Aahil.

Suddenly a smoke filled the green house. It became hard to breathe.

Unknown to Sanam she had wandered over to the pool side as she was lost in her vision. She had come inside to get away from the feeling suffocation she had felt out in the garden.

Lateef had spilled some water nearby and had gone to grab a mop.

Sanam slipped and her bare scraped against the ground as she tried to prevent herself from falling inside the pool.

A nagging feeling was telling her she didn't know how to swim.

Strong arms steadied her and whirled around so she could see her rescuer.

She relaxed seeing Aahil there. She realized he was holding her by her waist. She blushed as he released her from his gasp.

" Tum theek toh ho?," he inquired with uttermost concern.

She nodded.

" Aahil did I ever get stuck in a green house?," she asked.

Aahil froze. Would it be safe to tell her how many times she had actually gotten stuck in places? His wife had gotten stuck in a washing machine, a green house and worse of all had been buried alive and yet lived to tell the tale.

" Yes you did but I don't think that is pleasant conversation. I think we should concentrate on more positive thoughts. I finally have you back Sanam and I don't want anything to ruin our new beginning," he declared.

She nodded as they headed outside for lunch.

She winced a bit realizing she had hurt her feet a bit. Aahil had walked ahead and stopped to look at her. Seeing her wincing , he came towards her and held her by the elbow.

"Kya hua?," he asked.

" Oh nothing just some scrapes when I was trying to catch my balance," she stammered not wanting to ruin their first afternoon back home together.

"Let me take a look," he urged.

She hesitantly let him lift her feet up to peek at them. He caressed her feet and then stopped short seeing a scar from what looked like puncture wound.

" Sanam this scar, do you know what happened here?," he asked.

"Woh main Shaad ko dhunde gayi thi aur..," she trailed off.

"Kya hua tha Sanam?," he demanded.

She looked at him sternly.

" Why are you turning into Jallad Jin?," she exclaimed.

"Miss Dhabewali why are you being so stubborn? Answer me?," he asked.

" Dhabewali kyun bularo? I like to cook but you only let me cook in your mansion!," she exclaimed.

"Kyunki tum meri begum ho. I don't want others taking advantage of you!," he declared.

"Toh kya hua? I have lot my memories not my brain! I am sure I can run my own restaurant. You just don't want me to be more well known than you! You may be a Nawab, but I have my own identity too. I can't wait until.. she trailed off.

"Wait until when?," he challenged.

"Aahil Baba lunch is ready," Lateef arrived in time to reduce the tension in the garden.